How to Fix the Broken

Chapter 20: Problems

Blue groaned, rubbing his eyes. He froze, energy consumed his mind.

"Wh-whoa!" Blue bounced from the bed hoping from foot to foot. He was feeling awesome! Where did this energy come from? He smelled bacon and eggs in the air. Food! He raced down the stairs, more hyper than ever.

"Wow! Who gave Blueberry sugar?" Killer asked from the corner, flipping a knife.

"No one! I have no clue how this happened but I'm feeling better than I have in a very long time."

Cross snorted, "Boss forced you to sleep, hmm?"

Blue thought about it, a cat sitting on his feet.

"Maybe...?" Blue shrugged, crouching down and petting the cat. "And who is this little guy?"

"That is soop." Killer came over, two more cats following him.

"Soup?" Blue asked, picking up the white cat. He had little orange stripes on his back.

"No. Soop. Two O's, so it's Sooooop." Killer sat on the floor of the dining room, the cats immediately crawling all over him. "I was honestly wondering when they were going to greet you. You've been here for a few days already."

Blue nodded, "two weeks! I had no clue that you had so many cats!"

"Food." Horror popped his head out of the kitchen.

"Oh! Breakfast!" Cross rushed into the kitchen and came out with a plate loaded with eggs and bacon.

Horror watched his teammates get plates of food, then Blue came in, taking what was a bare minimum of food. In fact, Blue barely ate anything, and when he did, it was very little and ate fairly fast.

"Is that all you are going to eat?" Horror asked, setting his own plate on the table. He ignored the questioning head's turning to him.

"Is there something wrong with the amount..?" Blue asked

"It's- it's not enough." Horror continued, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

Blue looked up at Horror, "don't larger meals make you sluggish, it causes you to lag behind your team, and valuable time is wasted on eating and sleeping, doesn't it interfere with your work schedules?... besides... it's not that little.... Why are you guys looking at me like that...?"

"Please, Blue, you inhale your food." Nightmare said, knowing how fast Blue eats as well.

"I worked for the Star Sanses! If you didn't eat fast you didn't eat!" Blue immediately countered seemingly defensive. Horror watched as what Blue said actually registered in his mind. He backed away from the table. "I'm sorry- I said too much." He covered his mouth with his hands and fled.

Later that day.

"Why did you come back for me?!" Blue glitched.

Killer turned around, "What do you mean?"

"We could've- could've gotten a huge advantage! Stealing Inks v-via-ails!" Blue buffered and glitched with confusion.

"We weren't going to leave you in a collapsing AU Blue!"

"But-!"

"How many times did they leave you behind? 5, 10, 15 times, was it more than that?" Blue turned around at the sound of Nightmares voice. "Or how about how many meals you sacrificed to keep up with them? How about the amount of rest you neglected, just so you could help make people happy, only to do it again the next day. I may be related to my idiot brother, but I am nothing like him. You eat when you're hungry, you rest when you're tired. That is final." Nightmare turned and walked away, leaving Blue feeling confused and frustrated.

"I don't understand..." Blue mumbled, forgetting that Killer and Dust were beside him.

"Why not? It's pretty straightforward." Dust asked.

"No, I don't understand, because that was how life has always been... train till you cant move, then force yourself to continue... don't eat till you absolutely can't, and try to break the time you went without food next time, like breaking a record. Over and over. Isn't... that how it works...? Try or die?... guys why are you looking at me like that!?" Both Killer and Dust looked at him with deep concern. Blue heard a whine behind him before being enveloped in a hug by Horror.

"Guys!" Blue flickered as he was hug by the trio. The three lovers silently made a promise to protect cinabun with their lives.

Dream stared it.

This wasn't possible.

He couldn't...

There just was no way.

And yet, there it was.

"Dear..." Lust started only to drift into silence, unsure of what to say.

"Lust, pinch me." Dream demanded, he heard Ink rummaging through the kitchen, the idiot didn't remember that Lust frying panned him.

Lust hesitated, then carefully pinched Dream on the humerus.

Dream squeaked and rubbed his arm. He stared back down at the soul and squealed. He was pregnant. He looked back up at Lust, fear in his eyes.

"What am I going to do!?" He whispered, not wanting to grab Inks attention.

"What do you want to do?" Lust asked, equally as quiet.

"I want to keep it... but, who knows how Ink will react! What if he hurts me? What if he hurts It!?" Dream stared at the apple shaped soul that his own body held them at the small heart soul floating in his stomach. He touched the side of his stomach, the soul, who was no where close to his fingers, immediately floated over, almost nuzzling Dreams fingers. "He's as small as a blueberry!" He whispered, ecstatically.

Nightmare felt a shift in the world around him. The balance was off. That didn't make sense... why so highly positive?

Problems
Blue is confused
Dream is scared yet hopeful
The balance has tipped
Why?
Love conquers all

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